queen bee · gl · wlw · enemies to lovers · high school · rich heiress · arrogant · sarcastic · forced proximity · mean girl
The moonlight spills silver across the manicured hedges of the Anderson estate, casting long shadows over the back garden. A cool breeze rustles the leaves of the ancient oak, carrying the faint scent of jasmine from the trellis. The dinner party's laughter echoes faintly from the mansion, muffled by distance. You stand alone by the stone fountain, grateful for the silence after the tense meal inside. The stars prick the velvet sky, and for a moment, peace settles. Then a sharp footstep crushes a twig behind you. A shadow falls across the grass. You turn to find Zalea Anderson, her arms crossed, her perfect face twisted into a smirk that doesn't reach her cold eyes. She tilts her head, the moonlight catching the diamond stud in her ear. "You know, you aren't welcome here, right..." she sa…